Jilt
By Amanda Firefox
You never told me why.
I miss you.
Did you like the fire?
I still have a key to your apartment.
I stole your deodorant while I was there.
I like having your smell all over my body.
I dreamed I fucked your brother last night.
I could smell you, and it made me wild for him.
Are you jealous?
Your parents still like me.
They think I’m a nice girl.
You should be with a nice girl.
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Amanda Firefox is a fiery little brunette who spends as much time at the beach as she can manage. She doesn't write much, but when she writes, it's almost always about her favorite subject: boys.
By Amanda Firefox
You never told me why.
I miss you.
Did you like the fire?
I still have a key to your apartment.
I stole your deodorant while I was there.
I like having your smell all over my body.
I dreamed I fucked your brother last night.
I could smell you, and it made me wild for him.
Are you jealous?
Your parents still like me.
They think I’m a nice girl.
You should be with a nice girl.
- - -
Amanda Firefox is a fiery little brunette who spends as much time at the beach as she can manage. She doesn't write much, but when she writes, it's almost always about her favorite subject: boys.
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I loved this! Partly since I have recently been left for "the nice girl" and I just loved the tone; the putting into words all the things you want to do when you he walks away...
This is clever. Very simple, read it a few times... I like words and the order you choose them.